June has been a very challenging month around here to say the least.

Teething has been awful for Dieter and has caused all sorts of symptoms like fever, throwing up, no sleep, no eating, stomach problems, you name it he’s got it.  I even took him to the doctor once because I thought surely something else must be going on here but they couldn’t find anything else wrong with him.  He’s just been super sensitive to his teeth and he’s miserable.  He’s got 2 now on the bottom and he’s working on 2 more.

I started potty training Rylea which was a complete failure up until recently and we often started our days with her screaming, “I NEED A DIAPER MOMMY!!!!!!!”  No amount of Minnie or Dora big girl panties was going to convince this girl that she could be a big girl.  I was determined though to not regress so we pushed through it.  If she can tell me when she’s doing a #2 and tell me she needs a new diaper then it’s time to go on the potty as far as I’m concerned.  Plus, 2 babies in diapers is exhausting mentally and financially and I’m over it.

Dieter also discovered this new trick called crawling.  He’s not the typical crawler though, he’s an army crawler.  Using one of his feet to get some leverage, he pulls the rest of his body using his arms and just kinda drags himself everywhere.  Surprisingly he’s really quick and getting into everything he can get his hands on.  I also think being direct pressure on his belly constantly has added to the throwing up and it’s often heard around here, “Mommy, Dieter pook again,” and sure enough I round the corner to see him sliding around in it all over the floor.  Yuck.

All of this is normal kid stuff, but I don’t think it would be as taxing and exhausting if we had friends or family around to lend a hand when things get tough or when I need to go to the doctor or the store or something.  I have not had one single break from the kids since we moved here 1 year ago.  There’s just no one around to offer that break to us, and I refuse to offer my children up to any strangers.  It is so the desire of my heart that the Lord would orchestrate a job for Devin closer to family!

On top of all the stuff with the kiddos, some terrible stuff has happened at the golf course and Devin’s job security is now questionable to say the least and we’re just kinda living day by day not knowing what’s going to happen next.  Through all of this though, I hold tight to the promise of Jeremiah 29:11 for our family and know that He is in control and He is the One that we will answer to in the end.  I’m so thankful I’m not at the wheel of my life because I’m sure I’ve drive it into a ditch constantly!!!

Here’s hoping for a better July!

Training Up My Children

I just checked out my Google Reader and noticed that I have 211 subscriptions at the moment.  It gets bigger just about everyday.  I love to read a good blog if I’ve got some spare time, and it’s where I get inspired for many of my crafty ideas also.  I’ve got them all organized into different categories some of them are: Crafty, Quilts, Coupons, Homeschooling, and People I Know.  If you’re ever looking for an idea, I’ve got a blog for that.  Seriously.  But, I thought I’d share a few of my favorites with you in the Homeschooling department.  I’m sure you seasoned moms have many more resources that you use online so please share them with me in the comments!!!

  • 1+1+1=1: The woman that runs this blog is a pretty awesome homeschooler.  The title comes from Ecclesiastes 4:12 (also from the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit being 1 God).  It’s an amazing resource for printables, ideas, you name it.  Make sure you check out “Tot School” and her philosophies on teaching her children.  I’ve gotten lost in her blog for hours before.
  • Totally Tots:  Ran by the same woman as above, the mission of this blog is to help Christian mama’s train up their kiddos in the way they should go.  There are really awesome resources and printables that you can use to teach your kids ABCs and Bible stories all at the same time.  FANTASTIC if you ask me.
  • Bible Story Printables: Ever heard of Seeds Family Worship?  Well if you haven’t, check them out.  They have these awesome CDs (find them here or on Amazon here) that take Bible verses and change them into catchy songs to help your little ones memorize scripture.  (It’s never to early to start hiding those bits of truth in their little hearts.)  This website has printable worksheets, coloring pages, books, flashcards, etc. that go along with each of the Seeds songs so you can reinforce those verses even more.  Pretty awesome.

Now, I realize that Rylea isn’t even 2 yet, but it’s never to early to start working on things with her, and I’m home all day, so why not?  I’ve made her laminated flashcards that she really just kinda throws around and plays with right now but I can sneak in a “What’s that Rylea?” or “What color is that apple?” and we can work on learning basic things as we play together.  Being home is such a blessing, and I’m going to chose not to “eat the bread of idleness”, at least not when it comes to teaching my kids and raising them to be God honoring people!

Dieter Bryce DeWitt

November 7-8, 2010.  Those are days I’ll never forget! 🙂

You guys might already know that Devin and I decided to use a midwife for this pregnancy, and that means giving birth with no option of any pain meds whatsoever.  For me, that meant giving birth the way that the Lord intended for me to give birth.  For Devin, that meant that he was stressed out over seeing his wife in the worst pain of her life.  I’m not going to lie and say it was a pain-free experience like I’ve heard some women say it was for them.  It was, by far, the most painful and challenging thing I’ve ever done.  I’ve had a broken/dislocated jaw, I’ve been run over by a riding lawn mower (thank you Mel), I’ve had two of my teeth knocked out in a fist fight (again, Mel), and I’ve even been attacked in the face by a 100+ pound dog.  None of those experiences even come close to natural childbirth.  Devin described the experience to his mom like this, “Well, her head spun around like the Exorcist a few times.”  And he said to someone else, “I really thought she was going to walk out of there and go to the hospital and get an epidural.”

All that being said, I’d do it over any day, any time in a second.  It was amazing to say the least.  I’m very thankful that I was able to go through labor and delivery this way, and I know it was the way the Lord wanted us to have our little boy.  I really feel like God was glorified in the whole process, and I loved every horrifically painful moment.  People have asked me if I’m proud of myself or what I accomplished, and I want to make it clear that without my memorized scripture or a husband praying over me through the worst contractions, there’s no way I could have done what I did.  John 15:5 says “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.”

I’ll spare you the details here for obvious reasons, and I won’t be posting our labor video that’s for sure, but there are some major difference between Rylea’s delivery and Dieter’s delivery that I’d thought I’d share.

  • For one, we were back home sitting down eating dinner just 6 hours after he was born.  He was born at 2:54 pm and I was sitting on the couch by 9:00 after hitting the drive through.  When we had Rylea we were in the hospital for 48 hours.  Being home recovering was a lot more comfortable, and peaceful for us than being in the hospital for that long.  We didn’t have to leave Rylea for very long, and we were able to just hang out in the comfort of our own (well Jody’s) home.
  • Recovery was a lot quicker this time around.  It might have something to do with being my second baby, but I was up and walking to the bathroom on my own (when I had the epidural Devin had to carry me to the bathroom because I still couldn’t use my legs) 20 minutes after delivery.  I was able to get up and do everything on my own and without the after effects of pitocin and the epidural.
  • Dieter was mine after delivery.  They put him right on my chest and let me have him for a good 3-4 hours before taking him to be weighed and examined.  He was MINE.  I just held him and talked to him and we checked each other out for a long time.  There were no doctors to give him a bath and drag him this way and that and take measurements and whatnot.  Those were my favorite moments sitting there next to Devin in a room all alone just taking in what just happened.
  • 90% of the time I was in labor, it was just Devin and I in the room.  I was free to move around, or not as I needed to, and we didn’t have a million different people coming in and out of the room doing a million different things we didn’t understand.  In fact, when it was time to push Devin had to go out and get our midwife.  It was so great having all that privacy and to be able to bond with my husband over the birth of our son.

So, here are the stats:

Dieter Bryce DeWitt

Labor started: 11/7/10 11:30 pm

Born: November 8, 2010 2:54pm

Weight at birth: 6 pounds 12 ounces

Weight 11/10/10: 6 pounds 8 ounces

Weight 11/12/10: 6 pounds 12 ounces

Weight 11/18/10: 7 pounds 4 ounces

Height: 21 3/4 inches


Got some confirmation that God is most certainly in this whole Louisiana thing with us.

I did a Google search for “realtors monroe, LA” so I could talk to someone about seeing some places this week and get some more info on the area.  After sifting through a few profiles I found one woman that is a member of the Baptist Church in Monroe so I thought I’d email her.  She emailed me right back with her cell phone number so I could call her and set up a meeting.  After talking to her for a little while it was really obvious to me that the Lord had led me to this woman specifically as she told me she always prays for her leads and new clients, and it even turns out that we have the same kinds of dogs.  No such thing as coincedences, and nothing left up to chance in the Lord’s world, so I thought that was pretty awesome.  I’m going to be meeting her on Friday while Devin meets with the boss at the golf course (which is why I knew I wanted to be alone with a woman v. alone with a man that morning).  It’s just really nice to know that the Lord is always thinking about my family and is always working things out for us.  He is good all the time.

As a side note, Liz, the woman I spoke with, has the thickest southern accent you’ve ever heard and called me “girl” about 20 times.  As in, “Girl, the Lord has answered my prayers.”  🙂  This should be a fun Friday!


Devin and I had our 19 week ultrasound yesterday to see the anatomy of the baby and the size and find out the sex.  First glance of the little one was a profile shot of the bitty baby sleeping away.  It just amazes me to see how they change so much from just 8 weeks to 20 weeks.  Crazy.  God is awesome.  Then, the tech asked us if we wanted to know the sex and I said yes and she panned over to that area and I knew right away that we weren’t looking at anything that resembled Rylea in there.  It was pretty obvious that it was a boy right away.  I was shocked!

I had convinced myself in my mind this whole time that we were having another girl, and hadn’t even entertained the idea of a boy being in there, but man was I wrong (and stupid for thinking that I was the One in control of this whole thing)!  I looked over at Devin right away who had a huge smile on his face and a little Rylea on his lap saying “baby, baby” while pointing at the screen.  We’re so excited to be having a little boy being added to the mix.  I’m looking forward to watching him and Devin wrestle and get dirty and smelly and doing all those boy things that Rylea doesn’t so much like to do.  I have loved every minute of getting to dress my little girl up and putting bows on her head and sewing very girly things for her, and now I get to make a shift from pink to blue and sew little manly things.  🙂  Looking forward to seeing how the dynamic in our family will change in the next few months, and what great joy the new little one will bring to all of us!

Praise the Lord for another healthy baby!


If you haven’t heard already, the big new is that we’re pregnant with baby #2!!!  YAY!  Rylea is going to be a big sister to the newest member of the DeWitt family less than 9 months from now.  This means that I’m going to have an 18 month old and a newborn at the same time.  I’m either going to be having a lot of fun or I’m going to go insane.  I like the first option better though.  Now the search is on for a double stroller, a new crib, new baby clothes (if this one is a boy) etc.  This is going to be a lot of fun!

One Week

Sunday marked one week that we’ve been in our new house.  If you were here last Sunday then you know what an absolute n.i.g.h.t.m.a.r.e. it was moving in.  Lets start with the fact that the previous tennants (who were not paying rent) were STILL in the house at 10 am Sunday morning and we’re not out until about 4 or 5 that evening.  The house was unsanitary, filthly and disgusting and it took the army of friends and family that were here to clean it with me ALL DAY LONG.  I had a couple of heated arugements with the owner explaining that it was not ok for the previous tennants to leave the house and leave the master bedroom door locked as it was our house now and we were paying to live in it.  Ugh.  Crazy.

Devin and I have commented many times on the blessings we received that day through all of you than came and moved furniture (out of the house and into the house), cleaned on your knees, helped watch Rylea, endured the awkwardness between us and the other people that were supposed to be out of the house, and all the other experiences and discoveries which we shall not discuss here.  Thank you to all of you, I can’t tell you how much we appreciate you and love you.

For security reasons, I won’t tell you our new address, but I will tell you we are living in the Estates and we have a yard.  It’s awesome!  The dogs love going outside to run and I love that I don’t have to take a baby and 2 dogs outside 5 times a day no matter what the weather.  The house is coming together.  We’ve got boxes left in different rooms, and other things waiting to be unpacked.  We’ve got paint going up in several rooms and some windows waiting for me to sew up some curtains, but it’s our home and I’ve very thankful that the Lord has put a roof over our heads.  I was so overwhelmed with the state of the house on the day that we were to move in that I started to feel like it was something that I would never overcome and a place where I would never feel comfortable.  I had to quickly shift my thinking and stop selling God short.  He can overcome death, I can certianly overcome a dirty house. 

I’ve got my sewing table up and I’m working on finishing some orders and starting some new ones (keep those coming please!).  I’m even back to work now that we have the home network set up, and things are slowly getting back to normal.  Devin and I are loving being out here where it’s sooooo quiet, and we can just sit and enjoy our family and even have a random dance party in the morning with little Rylea joining in the fun!  (Since we don’t live in a community anymore, we know no one will be looking in our windows, and we can dance it out.)

The DeWitt Family is back.

Complete Chaos

I have been a bloggy neglector lately.  Sorry.  I’m just up to my eyeballs in things that need to get done and when a sweet 9 month old baby is taking up about 80% of your day you have to manage your time very wisely.

I get up in the morning and get to working.  I’m trying to get about 6 hours a day, a very challenging goal to attain.  Then when Rylea gets up its time for diaper change, breakfast, change of clothes, bottle, play time and finally nap time when I sit back down in my office chair at the kitchen table where my monitors are set up, and work some more.  Then I might take a break some time to pack some more things or work on an order for someone.  Then Rylea is up from nap time and it’s time for lunch…the cycle just goes on and on.  I feel major relief when Devin gets home from work, but he’s not getting home until late this week because of a tournament at the course and he’s absolutely exhausted, we all are.  This is just absolutely INSANE and I have no idea how I will have the rest of my orders done and shipped, and this house packed by the end of this week.  I don’t want to neglect work or my baby girl and I feel like one of those tightrope walkers.  If I lean to far in one direction everything will fall apart and I’ll come crashing down.

I don’t do well with clutter.  If my house and life aren’t organized I find it on the verge of impossible to organize my thoughts.  I’m driving Devin nuts becuase I’m trying to clean and make things orderly in the midst of packing and he’s just trying to pull e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. out of every closet, nook and cranny just to stuff it in a box.  I’m OCD and he’s the complete opposite and could care less what his house looks like.  I need to let it go at this point, but for whatever reason when a woman’s house is seeminly torn out from under her feet you better watch out.

All that venting aside I’m trying to look at this ending as a new beginning.  We’ve had friends (THANK YOU JACK FAMILY) call us out of nowhere offering helping hands to move, trucks to load and drive, and a mommy’s love to take little Rylea out of the chaos for a few hours.  We are so incredibly blessed it just blows my mind.  Just when I think I’m going to have a freak out episode and collapse into a crying heap on the floor something like that happens and I’m ready to move full steam ahead!

Good thing I’ve got Jesus,  because I know I wouldn’t make it though any of this without Him!!!!